The Petting Zoo

When the area becomes overrun by animals, Red and his pals try to solve the problem with another hare-brained idea: a petting zoo.

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Segments: Red's Campfire Songs, The Possum Lodge Word Game, Handyman Corner, Red's Advice To Teenagers, Auto Biography, Adventures With Bill, Red's Poetry, The Experts

DVD: Red Green: Stuffed and Mounted, Vol. 6

DVD Commentary by Steve Smith
STEVE SMITH: Sometimes, when you're working with a smaller budget, you have to just go ahead and do something the only way you know how, not the right way. And in the Handyman Corner in this episode, we put skylights into a van, using old aquariums. I mean, the way to do that properly in this scene would be to use {holds up his hands and shapes them like a window} special glass, handy glass, or whatever they call it, that breaks and nobody gets hurt. We couldn't afford handy glass. Luckily, nobody got hurt, and believe me, it was all luck.

Intro
HAROLD GREEN: It's The New Red Green Show! {"The Petting Zoo" appears} And now, here's the man who put the "down" in "down-home" and "town" in "downtown", your hero, my uncle, Red Green! {giggles}

{Red enter the Lodge and waves as the audience cheers.}

RED GREEN: Thank you very much. Thank you. {Harold howls} By golly, thank you very much. Lot of excitement up at the Lodge this week. Junior Singleton found a nest of raccoons under his porch. Stinky Peterson's got a bunch of skunks up in his attic. Been there two or three years, probably. And it looks like Old Man Sedgewick's got a mess of weasels in his bed.

HAROLD GREEN: Uh, weasels in his bed?

RED GREEN: No, but it looks like it. I'm thinking two words: {holds up two fingers} "laundry day", there. Now, you know, to a lot of people, animal infestation is a problem. But to Lodge members, it's an opportunity. {grins}

HAROLD GREEN: {laughs} Yeah, yeah, an opportunity to go hunting out of season!

RED GREEN: No, Harold. Does the term "petting zoo" ring a bell?

HAROLD GREEN: No, but it does sound an alarm.

Title sequence
''{"The New Red Green Show" intro plays. Cut to a shot of Red, Harold and Hap all sitting around a table. Hap has his feet on the table. Harold tries to show Red and Hap a letter.}''

RED GREEN: {voiceover} What you're looking at here is a bunch of segments from this particular show.

{Cut to a shot of Red sticking his head up through an aquarium, glued to the top of a van for a skylight.}

RED GREEN: {voiceover} The main message being, "For gosh sakes, don't even think about changing the channel."

{Cut to a shot of the Possum Lodge Word Game in progress; Buzz is the contestant, and the word is "Breakfast".}

RED GREEN: {voiceover} I'll tell ya something, if you're gonna try and make sense outta this program,

''{Cut to a shot of a car in the Lodge driving up close to the camera. Dalton is driving the car. Red is seated beside him and Harold is in the back.}''

RED GREEN: {voiceover} ...you gotta give it your undivided attention.

Plot Segment 2
{Red enters the Lodge, holding a hammer, while Harold tunes his switcher.}

RED GREEN: Well, in about twenty minutes, the Possum Lodge petting zoo will be open for petting. The guys are putting the finishing touches on the animal pen. Buster Hadfield found a bunch of fence just standing in the middle of a field. It's amazing what people leave lying around their property. {grins}

HAROLD GREEN: Uncle Red, Uncle Red, y'know, maybe it's just me, maybe it's just me, y'know, but I don't think raccoons, weasels and skunks are the best choice for a petting zoo. What if somebody gets bitten or sprayed?

RED GREEN: Doesn't matter, Harold, they pay in advance.

HAROLD GREEN: Okay! Okay, well, you remember, when the first accident happens and you get your first lawsuit, you remember it was me who said, "Accidents happen."

RED GREEN: I bet your parents taught you that one, didn't they, Harold? Nobody warned them, did they, huh?

HAROLD GREEN: {laughs} Well, I'll have you know my parents are very fond of me.

RED GREEN: Well, I'm sure they are, Harold, and that's exactly the human instinct we're tapping into with our petting zoo.

HAROLD GREEN: Well, nobody gets to pet me.

RED GREEN: Well, you just haven't met the right woman, Harold. {Harold laughs} Or the right species. {Harold stops laughing and looks shocked}

Red's Campfire Song
{Red plays guitar and Harold accompanies him by clicking two spoons together.}

RED GREEN:
 * Oh, hats off to my science teachers.
 * They were absolutely right, after all,
 * 'Cause I just threw a fridge off my roof,
 * And cold air definitely falls.

The Possum Lodge Word Game
HAROLD GREEN: Today's grand prize is supplied by the Longshot family restaurant: potatoes, vegetables, and a leg of fish! {walks over to the card table where Red and Buzz sit} Remember, if it's a good meal, it's a long shot! Okay. Uncle Red, you have 30 seconds to get Buzz Sherwood to say this word... {looking at Buzz} Buzz? {Buzz puts on a pair of headphones} Okie-dokie. The word is... {holds up word sign} "Breakfast". {sets sign down on table, steps back} And go!

RED GREEN: Alright, Buzz. {Buzz removes his headphones} Okay, the first meal of the day is...

BUZZ SHERWOOD: ...lunch!

RED GREEN: No, y'know, I'm talking about, like, when you get up in the morning, y'know–

BUZZ SHERWOOD: Uh, I don't get up in the morning.

RED GREEN: Alright, well, when you get up, y'know, the first thing you eat is...

BUZZ SHERWOOD: ...chip 'n' dip!

RED GREEN: I'm talking bacon and eggs!

BUZZ SHERWOOD: Folk singers!

RED GREEN: Folk singers?

BUZZ SHERWOOD: Yeah, I was in a duet with a girl. We called ourselves "Bacon and Eggs". I was Bacon and she was Eggs. {leans in close} Over easy! {laughs; Red shakes his head}

HAROLD GREEN: Time's almost up, time's almost up!

RED GREEN: Alright, alright, alright, Buzz, on your birthday, your girlfriend brings you something in bed.

BUZZ SHERWOOD: {leans in close, surprised} You want me to say that?

RED GREEN: No, no! No, no, okay, alright, alright, alright. Um... {snaps his fingers repeatedly} Um... Um... Think movies! "Something At Tiffany's"...

BUZZ SHERWOOD: Drug bust! Yeah, it was a grade-ten graduation, right? We had this great party; we went all night long, and then we said, "Hey, let's sit down and have some breakfast." Then the cops came in–

{Red rings the bell rapidly to end the game.}

HAROLD GREEN: Whoa!

BUZZ SHERWOOD: Oh!

Commercial bumper
{Bill is cracking several eggs, which contain pantyhose, and dumping them out on a frying pan held by Red.}

RED GREEN: Stay tuned and relax. Whatever this is, we got a lot more of it.

Red's Advice To Teenagers
{Red is dressed in a yellow rain slicker and feels around a pile of junk outside the Lodge.}

RED GREEN: {peeking through junk} You know, I want to talk to you kids about something I was thinking about the other day. You know how you're always gettin' your parents to get you this or get you that or buy ya something, pay for a broken window, put up bail, that kind of thing? {walks around to side of pile} You know, that money that you're getting them to spend is not really theirs. It's yours. Or at least it will be one day. It's a little word, it's called inheritance. {grabs a dryer hose} You know that word? That means that someday, when your parents are gone, you're gonna get everything they got: the house, the car, the money. {pulls down hose; wipes hands together} Now, here's the way it works. There's another little phrase. It's called "compounded annually", see? And the way that works is, the bank actually pays your parents not to spend their money. So think about that one. Huh? That way, the money can just sit there and kinda grow and build and everything. How old are your parents? I'm guessing they're old, eh? Forty-five, 50? See, that's old. {walks away from junk pile} So what I'm suggesting is, you kinda pick up the slack now, pay for some things yourself, and let that thing grow and grow and grow, and then, when your parents are gone, you're gonna be up to your neck in cash. {starts walking off, passing by a shed} And then next time, maybe I'll talk to you about a magic piece of paper that explains why you should be nice to your parents. It's called a will.

Commercial bumper: Fan contributions
{A teddy bear dressed like Red Green, complete with beard, is displayed.}

RED GREEN: {voiceover} Special thanks to a lady in Madison, Wisconsin, who sent us this Red Green teddy bear.

Red's Poetry
{Red sits by a stream on a tree stump as he reads from a piece of paper.}

RED GREEN: A poem by T.S. Eliot and R.S. Green:


 * Let us go then, you and I,
 * When the evening is spread out against the sky
 * Like a patient etherized upon a table;
 * Let us go, through certain half-deserted streets,
 * Because, my friend, life is short,
 * And how many times do you get the chance to drive a snowmobile through a mall?

The Experts
HAROLD GREEN: Okay, it's that time of the show where we examine the three little words that men find so hard to say... {turns to the audience}

HAROLD GREEN, AUDIENCE: {in unison} I DON'T KNOW!

{Harold is revealed to be seated at a table with Red and Hap Shaughnessy.}

HAROLD GREEN: {laughs} Excellent! Okay... Oh, this week, joining us on the Expert part of the show is my Uncle Red and, of course, his best friend, Mr. Hap Shaughnessy. {the audience applauds} Alright. {picks up letter} Today's letter goes as follows: "Dear Experts–" {gestures toward Red and Hap} Haw! "–My husband is a nice enough guy in his own way. Unfortunately, it doesn't seem to be in anyone else's way. Now he's just in the way. When I look at my children, I wonder, how much of a person's appearance, personality and destiny is inherited in their genes?" {looks up}

RED GREEN: None.

HAROLD GREEN: No, none whatsoever. It's a myth.

RED GREEN: No.

HAROLD GREEN: It's a myth, is what it is.

RED GREEN: No, no.

HAP SHAUGHNESSY: Oh, sure, you can– you can inherit your appearance, but not your destiny. If that can be inherited, why aren't I the king of Russia?

HAROLD GREEN: Absolutely. {shows Hap the letter} I mean, this letter is not written by your wife, is it, Mr. Shaughnessy?

HAP SHAUGHNESSY: {dismissively} No! You're talking about inheriting my family business as tsar of Russia. C'mon, Red! You've met my mother.

RED GREEN: Yeah, I met her once. She was running a chip wagon in Port Asbestos.

HAP SHAUGHNESSY: Before that, she was... sole surviving daughter of the Romanov family! Her name was Ann. Ann, short for Anastasia.

HAROLD GREEN: {excited} Oh, oh! We learned this in school! Oh, yeah, yeah! When the Russians came in, y'know, the– the– the Communists, they just took over and they killed the Russian family. The royal family and everything, and they said maybe there's even one daughter still surviving.

HAP SHAUGHNESSY: That's right. Tsar Nicholas, or as I used to call him, Grandpa Nick, he hid my mom... in a large Faberge egg. And, uh, a good member– a good member of the family, a good friend of the family, Rasputin, he mailed– he mailed her to France. Eh? And she was brought up in Paris. She even had a short fling with Ernest Hemingway.

HAROLD GREEN: The writer Ernest Hemingway?

HAP SHAUGHNESSY: {nods} So, pregnant with me, she immigrated to Canada, and she started up a chip wagon in Port Asbestos. {Red looks uncertain} And then she died. She couldn't stand to have Russian dressing on her salad. Brought back too many– too many painful memories.

RED GREEN: Your mother tell you that story, did she, Hap?

HAP SHAUGHNESSY: Yeah, every word of it.

RED GREEN: {to Harold} Well, there you are, Harold. Some personality traits are inherited.

Real-World References

 * At one point during the Word Game, Red unsuccessfully tries to get Buzz to say the word in the game by mentioning the movie Breakfast at Tiffany's.
 * Red's poem spoofs "The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock" by T.S. Eliot.
 * Near the end, Red mentions the title character in the novel Black Beauty.

Famous People

 * Hap claims that his mother is the Grand Duchess Anastasia Nikolaevna of Russia, his grandfather (and Anastasia's father) is Tsar Nicholas II, and that Rasputin was a good friend of the family.
 * While in France, Anastasia supposedly had a fling with writer Ernest Hemingway.